Chapter 163

Her eyes were slightly frozen. She looked at the things in the bag. A moment later, the corners of her mouth lifted up, slightly mocking.

Well, I haven't seen him for four years. I didn't expect that he would become so careful

Change your pants and tidy up those things. Ye Ziqing opens the bathroom door, washes her hands, and then goes out.

However, the man's tall and straight body leaned against the window outside the bathroom. Obviously, he had been waiting for her for a long time.

"Now that Miss Ye is out, let's have a good talk..." Shen shaoting's body stands straight, his eyes are black like a bottomless deep pool, and he stares at her.

With a calm face, ye Ziqing said coldly, "I don't think there is anything to talk about between us. In addition, there is no need for us to stand together and talk."

The words fell, did not look at him again, raised her feet, and she walked forward.

Looking at the figure who gradually traveled, Shen shaoting frowned, and his handsome face became colder and colder. He pulled his thin lips. He slowly and oppressively spit out three words: "ye Jingxuan..."

Hearing the speech, ye Ziqing was stunned by her slender back, and then the next second, her heart beat faster uncontrollably, and even her hands and hearts squeezed out a slight thin sweat.

Standing still, she turned back, raised her mouth, and smiled calmly and coldly: "what does Mr. Shen mean?"

He looked at her, Jun Mei wrinkled up again, walked slowly towards her, and a pair of dark eyes looked down at her: "Miss ye, are you so sure of the child's life experience?"

"What Mr. Shen said, if the child is not my brother's, is it Mr. Shen's?" she asked calmly.

"Why not? Why can't it be mine, eh?" Shen shaoting's voice was deep, word by word, as if he wanted to hit Ye Ziqing hard.

The hand hanging on the side of the body suddenly tightened, and the sharp fingernails fell into the palm, pinching the tender meat there and frowning. Ye Ziqing sarcastically sneered: "is Mr. Shen suffering from fantasy, or is he mentally abnormal? At this moment, even other people's children began to recognize him disorderly. Don't Mr. Shen go to the hospital?"

Instead of laughing angrily, his thin lips curled upward. His big hands with distinct bones gently pinched her chin, and the two people looked at each other.

"Since it's your brother's child, why is it four like you and the other six like me?"

Raising her hand, ye Ziqing patted his hand off: "I'm like me. I naturally admit that, after all, I'm her aunt. As for Mr. Shen's mouth, it's like you. Forgive me for being blind, but I really don't see it at all."

Neither angry nor speechless, Shen shaoting just stared at her and smiled.

The smile that couldn't see the emotion made Ye Ziqing's heart a little worried. His mind was too profound, and she couldn't understand it.

Shen shaoting's eyes were dark and evil. He bent over unexpectedly. With that smile, he lowered his head and approached her bit by bit, but didn't kiss her pink and delicate lips.

There was a slight tingling feeling. Ye Ziqing frowned, reached out and pushed his body with all his strength.

The man had expected that she would resist so much. Two iron arms held her hands and propped them on her head. They sandwiched her kicking legs between her slender and strong legs, so that she could not move.

The long tongue wantonly licked the little protruding black mole in her neck, and his deep voice overflowed from his thin lips: "Miss ye, as long as I feel like it, and I remind you again, there will always be a result that can make you speechless, you can wait and see..."

The panic and anger in his heart were intertwined. Ye Ziqing was not afraid of pain. He bumped his head against his head, and his voice squeezed out of his teeth: "let go of me!"

Their heads collided with each other. They only heard a "Dong" sound and made a dull noise. Shen shaoting snorted slightly. Then they released the hands and legs that imprisoned her limbs.

The collision was decisive. It was impossible to say that it didn't hurt. Ye Ziqing could clearly feel the numbness and pain in her head.

"It is undeniable that Mr. Shen was really suffering from fantasy!" she threw out a sentence and left without looking back.

After her figure gradually disappeared in sight, Shen shaoting raised his big hand, his slender fingers slowly rubbed his thin lips, and his eyes were as deep as the sea.

Suffering from fantasy, oh, she can look forward to the final result

When ye Ziqing walked into the private room, Xuanxuan's small body knelt on Shen lianjue's thigh. The two were playing the game of scissors, stone and cloth.

"Handsome uncle, next time, I'll give out scissors and you give out cloth."

"Why?" Shen lianjue raised his eyebrows.

"Uncle Shuai won one... Two..." as she said, Xuanxuan counted her white tender fingers and said, "one, two, three, four, six -"

"Wait." Shen lianjue interrupted her and wrapped her little hand in the palm: "Xuanxuan, where's your five?"

"Eaten by the tiger, anyway, handsome uncle has won six times. Let me win once, once, okay?" she blinked.

Ye Ziqing is used to her counting. She always jumps from four to six, and always misses five in the middle.

If you talk about her, she will say that she was eaten by the tiger and five by the tiger!

"Well, let me consider..." peach eyes narrowed, and Shen lianjue pointed to his face: "kiss twice and let Xuanxuan win once."

In a word, Xuanxuan bumped up her pink mouth and gave Shen lianjue a loud kiss on both sides of his face.

At this time, Shen shaoting opened the private room door and came in. What he saw was the picture of Xuanxuan kissing Shen lianjue.

His narrow eyes lifted up involuntarily. He stared at Shen lianjue, who enjoyed his face. He only felt that this picture was really eye-catching.

Jumping and jumping, Xuanxuan was not quiet on Shen lianjue's leg for a moment. She moved back and forth. Suddenly, her foot slipped and her calf slipped from Shen lianjue's leg. Then, her whole body fell to the ground.

Shen lianjue's face changed and he was about to stretch out his hand, but Shen shaoting moved faster than him. His big hand moved quickly and picked up Xuanxuan who was about to fall to the ground. In that gap, he stroked Xuanxuan's head intentionally or unintentionally. When he left again, there were several soft hairs in his palm.

Xuanxuan was really scared. Her little pink face turned a little white because of the fear, but she didn't cry.

He picked up Xuanxuan. The soft touch made Shen shaoting's tall body a little stiff. He had never held a child and never knew that holding a child would be such a feeling.

As soon as she saw him, Xuanxuan immediately twisted her head, stretched her body forward towards Ye Ziqing, and pouted wrongfully: "hold it, hold it."“